Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
EYES
Interpretação
Søren Bomand
Guitarra elétrica
Rasmus Furbo
Guitarra elétrica
Kenn Bendtsen
Baixo
Simon Djurhuus
Bateria
Victor Kaas
Vocais principais
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Søren Bomand
Composição
Rasmus Furbo
Composição
Kenn Bendtsen
Composição
Simon Djurhuus
Composição
Victor Kaas
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Jacob Bredahl
Produção
Letra
Mr. Debonair come out to play!
Only visible on the best of days
I got you a present
Your favorite, it's toxin
Come on out and help him plaster it all in red
Go and make waves
Help him save face on a regular basis
For the foreseeable future
We ridin', we hatin', we nurture
Till the foreseeable end, it's been done before, it's been done to death
Do you hear the prayer?
Press the circle into a square
Dress him in denim, give him a light
Put on the fit of a lifetime!
It'll be like the good old days, so Debonair what do you have to say?
The days ahead are behind us
The days ahead are behind us
It's ripe, it's ripe
It's time to lament some or all of your choices
Tonight's the night you'll become that guy once again, become god once again
Hold on for dear life!
The spiral staircase to hell is never-ending
Tonight's the night you'll become that guy once again, become god once again
Motherfucker!
Written by: Kenn Bendtsen, Rasmus Furbo, Simon Djurhuus, Søren Bomand, Victor Kaas